You Don’t Stop Killah Priest & 4th Disciple (Ft. Raekwon)

Yeah
It don't stop
It don’t stop
It don’t stop
It don’t stop
Yo, yo
Uh

[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
International connection
Federal investigation
Gate agent do excess inspections
[?] protection, profile selected
I’m in terminal B that’s [?] from concourse C
Fine broad waiting on me
I met her at the sushi bar
She said her name was Lucy Star
Passport said “Susie Wa”
She’s a con and a bushee broad
A high class groupie from movie stars
Her fine ass had Gucci on
In and out of diners downtown in China
Nightclubs with rice cups with bikers and designers
But back to my flight, more in sight
That night, they checked me twice, for drugs
It made me a bomb device
Damn, my broad was fine, we ordered some wine, before boarding time
We got on the plane in a high frame of mind
That’s when I told her I came from the stars, the Planet of the Gods
The king of the laws, a ruler from beyond
She said she believes me
Took off her cap and saw a beanie
Took off my jacket, I was dressed like a genie like I stepped out of BC
I got off the plane ‘cause my mind is already on a high mental plane
I turned into a ball of flame into the hall of fame